I am 38 years old. I am secure in my adorableness, smart, happily single, primary breadwinner for me, my cats and most of my daughter(s). I have a great home, a fantastic job and a way with words that dumbfounds 73% of the voting population. Why then is it that upon meeting the shockingly charismatic man that a psychotic aquaintance of mine (mom of kid in my Kid’s class) is seeing for the second time I am rendered dumb.
Second question. Why is this warm, intelligent Italian person who is committed to his daughter and obviously enamoured with children of all stripes not too mention insanely attractive in his own right, dating a crazy person? More importantly, why am I such an idiot loser that all I can think to say to this beautiful man as he is smiling at me and warmly pressing my hand between the two of his, is: “Nice to meet you… [then, realizing we’ve actually met before and engaged in an extended conversation] uh… AGAIN!” Dur…! What is wrong with me???